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Both of their eyes were on me. One in a checkered lungi in the front, the other in trousers at the back. Thick thighs, curly hair, bulging eyes, darkest of skins; like apes I always heard them say. It was the first time for all of us. I raised my fingers to my lips, their chests heaved and froze. Velvety warmness coated my tongue. One … Continue reading 2/24